Just a few miles west, I see a drive-in movie theater, something else made for cars and the people who own them. Funny how the more cars we've gotten, the less drive-in 's. One of the bad things about TV is that you stay home to do. Maybe that's why neighbors don't talk to each other. They stay inside too much and eventually lose the skills of communicating . MacDonalds now has a menu that all you do is order 1,2, or 3. MacDonalds. I like to ask McMuffins. Just east of Woodbine, I'm the only car on the toad, 2 -lane and I'm alone windy towards to Elizabeth, Illnois and I'm alone for the first time since I left this morning. Ahead the Mississipi. The big thing here, I'm on the east side. Once I drive the next thousand or so feat or so feat the drive side. Once or so feet. I'll be in a different world, the west. This is what divides the country.
About 7 pm I'm rolling through the hills of Iowa myself (Field of Dreams country), twilight, sun's should be down in fifteen mintes or so and I'm by myself, nobody else sight, not even a house. It's cold outside. This is no time for the old girl to break down, not that she would. This would be take me a little further. I hope she Karma comes into play in this kind of situation, I'm sure and look ahead. I look again and probably see a light. Finally a farm house maybe a mile away. Finally a farm house maybe a mile away. Probably a vicious dog who's ready to rip my lungs out if I have to ask for help. Speed limit - 65.
